Claire De Lune

“Can I play a song for you?” [ IDV AU Kaede askblog | Inbox is open! | Inbox: 0 ]

[musical-sonata]

Welcome to the Carnival Games!

"Have you been to the midnight phantasmagoria? The music played there is just wonderful!"

-- God gives his most difficult battles to his sweetest angels --

Dear detectives, a new face has arrived at the manor! Everyone, please welcome a new facet of "The Journalist", the ultimate pianist! Maybe if you're kind, she'll play a tune for you!

Be careful though. Not all angels desire salvation. Some angels are angels... of death.

--- You save everyone, but who saves you? || BLOG RULES --

The basic rules are the same across all my blogs as per usual, but here are some extras!

This blog will contain spoilers for the entirety of Danganronpa THH, SDR2, V3, and UDG! So, if you haven't finished those games and wish to, please do! This blog will also contain spoilers for the following medias:

Bungou Stray Dogs [ the manga/the anime and the BEASTS manga]

XXXHolic

Angels of Death

Roleplay asks are fine, in fact, I encourage them! However, if I'm uncomfortable with a muse for any reason, I will not answer it. But, don't worry! If you are or have any questions, please, feel free to send an ask!

The characters appearing in this blog will be older than they appear in their initial killing games.

This blog will contain mostly written responses! It's a part of an au so it won't be following canon lore strictly!

Speaking of the AU in question, due to the nature of the AU's lore, this blog will contain themes of:

Derealization/Questioning Reality

Unreality

Violence/Death/Murder

self-sacrifice

Mentions of self-harm and suicide/genocide.

Religious Trauma

These themes will all be located beneath the tag "musical distortion" for your convenience :]

There will also be the tag "the midnight phantasmagoria" for posts related to the AU's lore! In case you want to recap the au's lore later on down the line, it will be found underneath that tag!

That's all for this post! Asks are open, and Kaede is ready to play any memento of your choosing... so make sure you choose wisely!

Have fun!

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// would you guys forgive me if I made this AU Kaede an official character reference sheet 😇

[immortalpheus]

@musical-sonata

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( i can’t give you any context other than i thought it would be funny )

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just curious, that's all -🃏

"Oh! Alright! Do you have a favorite song, anon? Maybe I know it too!"

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hey there 😋 mind if I ask for your favorite song? -🃏

"Hmm?"

Tapping her fingers against her lips in a rhythmic motion, the "Journalist" pondered the question.

"All music has a special place in my heart...! But if I had to choose a favorite... I really love the Claire De Lune! Why do you ask...?"

[musical-sonata]

What’s something that keeps you up at night?

“Is everything an answer?”

[musical-sonata]

Do you like doll houses? The way you can control one’s lives so easily, how each and every toy has no soul, no purpose. Not unless you give it one that it is, giving it life. And just like you are it’s bringer, you can tear it apart just as easily. Because they were never real, nothing more than works intertwined with stories and melodies alike you’ve gifted it.

…

You should try it, too. Maybe you would have more fun going along with how things are than trying to deny the reality of this situation.

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There was a daze in the "Journalist's" eyes as she gripped onto her vest with shaky hands. Pink blood stained the pristine white floor, a few small wooden figures gripped tightly in cut open hands.

"Dollhouse..."

Dull eyes looked backwards as she held her hands to her chest tightly. A beige coat could be gleamed from the doorway, soaked in a pink substance.. Biting back nausea, she spoke.

"Funny you say that... the dollhouse inside..."

Shaking her head, she gagged. Thinking about it made her sick. The deranged giggling in the background made her even sicker.

"Stop, you sound just like him. And frankly... I think I've had enough of his voice for a while."

Looking down, pushing past deep cuts and painful stumbles, the "Journalist" forced herself onwards.

"If I can control the dollhouse like you imply... if I bring it life and bring it destruction..."

The "Journalist" looked down with a shaky breath. In her hands were four wooden dolls. A purple and white one, a blonde and pink one, a deep sea blue and black one, and a green and deep blue one. All splattered in her own blood. And yet, even as her body began to fail and shut down, she continued onwards.

"If the... puppeteer lets go of the puppets..."

There was a quiet thud as the "Journalist" collapsed onto her knees with a hefty cough. Even as her vision blurred and her voice weakened, she continued.

"Would... those... 'puppets'... become... free?"

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There was a loud thud as the "Journalist's" body slumped onto the floor, unmoving. Unbreathing. Your focus lands on her extended hand, all four wooden figures scattered before her. The blue, green and blonde one lay in her hand still.

The purple one lands just out of reach.

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I'm sorry.

This cycle has expired.

[musical-sonata]

Shuichi's acting off?

"He is, and I'm rather worried for him! It's as if he's become a completely different person... and even he seems to struggle to cope with the changes..."

Tapping her fingers curiously, a small dissatisfied frown formed on her face.

"And admittedly... Shuichi isn't the only one..."

[musical-sonata]

if we give you the other 10 dollars will you still do both of them

"... sure, why not!"

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15 is the highest i'll go. -🃏

“That’s fair! 15 dollars it is! I really hope Kokichi can forgive me for this… I’m sure it will be fine!”

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I'll gift you 1$ if you do it

-🃏

“… I’ll do it for 10 dollars. 25 dollars and I’ll do it to both of them!”

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Can I ask you for a favour? Can you play megalovania for shuichi or kokichi for about 5 hours?😊

-🃏

“H-Huh? I mean… I suppose I could? Shuichi’s acting a little off… but I don’t think Kokichi would mind all too much! Is there something in it for me?”

[ultimate-programmer-idv]

HELLO, NICE TO MEET YOU. I'M CHIHIRO FUJISAKI 。(⌒∇⌒。)

hellohi!!!!! orange here!! wanted to join the danganronpa train so pls everyone give welcome chihiro fujisaki, the ultimate programmer (and alter ego) to the manor with a warm welcome!

DNI IS THE SAME ACROSS ALL MY BLOGS, IF YOU BREAK IT YOU'LL BE BLOCKED! DR:THH, DR: UDG AND DR3 SPOILERS AHEAD!

BASIC INFORMATION:

NAME: CHIHIRO FUJISAKI

AGE: 16 (?)

TALENT: SUPER HIGH SCHOOL LEVEL PROGRAMMER

HEIGHT: 148cm

[musical-sonata]

"But but.. okay! I guess I can try and not bite pens, but I make no promises when it comes to ankles! Angered? Yeah, that’s one way to describe it. He looked hella pissed!"

- Lily anon! <3

Shaking her head, the "Journalist" sighed softly as she clasped her hands in Lily's own.

"No biting people, period! No biting their pens, fingers, ankles, or wrists! Do you understand me?"

Then, pausing, she rubbed her face slowly.

"Ough... Well, that's something interesting... Shuichi isn't normally so... aggressive? I wonder if he's okay... you didn't do anything else, did you?"

[pink-cross]

There is a small knock on the door to the infirmary, and a blonde head of hair peers in from the open doorway.

“Hello? Is there anyone here? Could have sworn Hajime told me there was someone in the infirmary that I should meet… Hellooo?”

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“E-Eek!”

A small sound in the room is heard when the blonde-haired figure knocked the door lightly, along with a sound of a loud thump as if someone bump themselves into one of the cabinets-

“H-Huh…”

Slowly, a ravenette head pops in from one of the counters. If you zoom in a bit closer, the head seems to slowly got out from reaching something inside a lower cabinet, showing some resemblance of a feminine figure.

She must have bumped her head upwards by accident inside the little storage furniture. A pair of pale, gray-mauve eyes look up to see the person that arrived by the door, they seem to almost constantly convey anxiety or tearfulness. But they currently seem to show sheepishness and timidity.

A hand carefully reaches to the table, placing a roll of bandages the girl just grabbed from the cabinet as if preparing a set of materials. “H-Hello,,,, I’m sorry for the small absence.”

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The “Journalist” let out a small gasp of concern, covering her mouth delicately as she hurried over to the ravenette girl, bending down.

“Oh my stars! I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you! Are you okay?”

Worry flooded the rose golden eyes of the blonde as she carefully scanned the girl. Seeing no external injury, she let out a deep breath.

“Don’t worry about it…! Oh, my name is Kaede Akamatsu! Could I know your name?”

[pink-cross]

The other gently rubs the part of her head that hurts the most but doesn't seem to be too teary about it. She humbly gives a tiny smile, growing a bit more nervous by how concerned Kaede looks.

"I-It's alright,,, It's my fault for not being very careful- I've been feeling jumpy for a while since i arrived...! Silly me,,,"

She gently stammers as she attempts to carefully stand up from the floor. Before trying to formally introduce herself. Fiddling her thumbs while her gaze softens a bit.

"M-Mikan Tsukimi,,, Nice to meet you, Akamatsu-chan..."

"I didn't expect anyone to come to the infirmary this soon- i-is there anyone injured? I'll try my best to prepare the material,,,"

(Mikan is trying her best;;;;)

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Bending down onto both knees, the "Journalist" smiled softly as she picked up a fallen roll of bandages that had fallen. Looking at the nurse gently, she nodded.

"Mikan Tsumiki... what a lovely name for a lovely nurse! I don't think there's anyone injured, but if there is, I'll be sure to send them your way right away!"

[pink-cross]

"T-Thank you, i appreciate it,," Mikan stutters quietly as she twiddles her thumbs lightly.

She's not very used to compliments, so the statement made her feel funny in her chest... Yet, it didn't seem to be heavy nor unpleasant.

" I-I remember hearing you mentioning someone named Hajime- Was it Hinata-san...?" The nurse shyly asks, meaning to extend the conversation more but hoping to not bother the "Journalist" too much.

"H-How do you know him? I-I mean, I'm just a bit curious,,,"

[musical-sonata]

Laughing softly, Kaede nodded.

"No worries, Miss Mikan!"

Then, humming gently, she smiled.

"Oh, I did! Hajime Hinata, he was my guide during my first few games, as well as showing me around the manor! Do you know him as well...?"

[a-detectives-insight]

There's a small knock on the door to the Detective's room, and a small muffled voice from the other side.

"Hi, Shuichi! It's me, Kaede! You missed the welcoming party and dinner... so I brought you some food!"

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The sound of something being put away can faintly be heard before the door is unlocked, revealing a quite tired looking Shuichi.

"Mm? Oh uh.. Hi Kaede. You.. really didn’t have to do that, but thanks."

A small smile formed on the detective’s face before he quickly turned away.

"If you want you can just leave it on the desk right there. I.. need to finish something first, and then I’ll eat it."

[musical-sonata]

There was a quiet hum as she slid a covered plate of food onto the desk as indicated. Looking around, she placed her fingers to her lips, pursing them in curiousity.

“What are you working on, Shuichi? I’ve never seen you so focused!”

[a-detectives-insight]

"What I’m working on? Oh. Um.. it’s. Well."

Shuichi pulled his cap down, seemingly trying to hide his embarrassment.

"Don’t worry about it, it’s uh.. It’s nothing."

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Clasping her hands behind her back, Kaede leaned over with a soft smile.

"Come on! If this thing of yours is so much more important than this chicken alfredo I brought you... it's got to be something! You rarely get so intently focused like this, I'm really curious!"

[a-detectives-insight]

"Really, it’s- It’s nothing, Kaede. If anything, it.. might be best I don’t talk about it."

Taking a step back, the detective quickly tried to change the subject.

"Um.. Anyways, how have you been doing, Kaede?"

[musical-sonata]

Tilting her head curiously, she frowned a bit.

"Alright alright..."

Shaking her head dismissively, she tapped her fingers against her lips, tapping her foot in a rhymic manner as she thought on the question presented to her.

"Well, I watched Monokuma get hit by the tram in a match today! So, that was petty nice personally speaking! Lily had a growl off with the patroller, but I think she enjoyed herself."